Emergency

To be fair, the ambulance can do a lot more than I could in a medical emergency.

Nightmare

Last night I woke up from a terrible dream where I came face to face with Trump and I stabbed him a bunch of times with a knife but he wouldn't die. Why can't I just dream about hanging out with kittens or something?

Comforting Thought

I think everybody feels this way once in a while . . . but having a daily blog helps.

Greasy Spoon

Greasy spoon diner breakfast in Brooklyn before flying out this afternoon. The portions were ginormous and G and I might have to be rolled onto the plane. oof.